Nova Greifswald Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

Funny bit – she’d wink at coppers, call ‘em “darlin’,” and they’d blush! Blush, I tell ya! “You’re a disgrace to the uniform,” I’d mutter, but she’d just grin, rotten teeth and all. Proper character, that Fishy. Exaggeratin’? Nah, mate, she was wilder than me screamin’ for the Ring! Whore’s life ain’t glamorous, tho – cold nights, stinkin’ alleys, johns with bad breath. “This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time,” I’d whisper, watchin’ her fade. Sad, that. Real sad, precious. What a world, eh? What a bloody world!

Hostessen in Greifswald:

Alright, listen up, buddy – I'm here spillin’ the tea on Greifswald, de! This town’s a mixed bag of old-school charm and modern spunk, kinda like that movie "A Separation" – ya know, “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story” kinda vibe! So buckle up, 'cause I'm about to give ya the lowdown real fast!

The Stories Behind the Pictures of the Gustaf Dalman Collection in Greifswald, Germany